"She's ready to give birth, my lord." Old Defoe carefully hid from the cage and pointed to the part under Stupidwoman's tail.
Liszt, of course, knew that Stupidwoman was about to give birth. His quest and quest reward were about to be born.
Looking at the simple and crude shack in the dog prison, then looking at the fluttering snowflakes outside, as well as the cold weather, he couldn't help but say to the manservant, "Thomas, bring two blankets over."
"Yes, my lord."
Stupidwoman lay on the wooden board and watched the servants around her clean up. She was no longer as smart as she used to be and became lazy and dull.
This is probably the case for any beast that has been locked up for a long time.
Dosen circled around it and licked its fur from time to time. It wasn't known whether it was the effect of the low winter temperature or the complete transformation of its bloodline. Dosen no longer needed to vent and returned to a calm state. After many days of abstinence, he didn't even want to go to the dog farm.
"Will it give birth to Dosen's offspring?" Paris, who was much more plump, stood outside the cage and asked curiously.
"Of course, there is no third Flyingdust Dog here."
In such a big Flower Town, it was impossible to find a Flyingdust Dog that would give Dosen a green hat.
Paris rolled her eyes. "No, Lord Baron, I mean, can it give birth to the same Intermediate World of Warcraft as Dosen?"
"Maybe, maybe not, but I hope that the offspring of Dosen and Stupidwoman can become Intermediate World of Warcraft, so that I have a large group of Intermediate Warcraft and can form a Flyingdust Dog Orders of Chivalry." Liszt's heart was burning. "They will become the cornerstone of my career and bring me countless glory!"
"Sigh."
Paris sighed. "Why does every noble lord think about war?"
"Because the world is not yet at peace." He directed the servant to throw the quilt in the cage and drove Stupidwoman to the quilt, then turned his head and responded, "Someone needs to stand up and turn the tide, to create a world without hunger, harm, and oppression."
"Will you stand up?"
"The target is too big, so big that even I am afraid." As a transmigrator, who didn't have the ambition to change the world? However, the reality was that he could only change the small Flower Town. "Therefore, I might as well start with the small goals around me and achieve them one goal at a time."
"So what is Lord Baron's first small goal?" Paris asked curiously.
"Ride a dragon." Liszt drew a beautiful arc and looked up at the gloomy sky. He suddenly thought of the morning in the Longtaro Castle, and the promise Duniko made to him. His teasing tone could not help but become solemn. "I want to ride a dragon, when I am still young."
At first, Paris thought that he was joking, but after hearing him say it so seriously, she suddenly felt that the tall and handsome country lord in front of her might really have such ambitions.
She felt ridiculous.
She had seen the Light Dragon, the evil dragon that gave her the identity of the Black Dragon. That incredible figure was full of despair and horror.
It was impossible for a mortal to control a dragon.
However, she was looking forward to the day when Liszt could really ride a dragon and become the Dragon Knight that would make many women lose control of their orgasms at the mention of its name!
Perhaps it was because she had seen the incredible dragon, the Dragon Knight became more and more unfathomable and unimaginable in her heart.
"Don't just stand there, let's go." After Liszt finished bragging, he had already walked out of the iron cage. Stupidwoman should finish giving birth in these two days.
Paris came back to her senses, "Oh, okay."
She looked a little silly.
This made Liszt very speechless. Sure enough, a comfortable life can kill people's fighting spirit. The mercenary thief who shouted to kill the nobles and dared to cross the sea to save her sister has now become a gluttonous, fat, and not very smart female attendant. He wondered how much her fighting power has fallen.
… …
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
Sensing Liszt's return, the thorn sprite, Ella, who lived in the castle, flew directly out of the insect house and accurately landed on the head of Liszt who had just entered the castle gate.
It missed Liszt very much.
Liszt felt the sprite's emotions and felt very warm. He let Ella sit on his head and grabbed his hair with both hands.
"Master, do you want to take a bath first or meet the town officials first?" Butler Carter came over and asked.
"First meet the officials, deal with the accumulated affairs during this time, and then take a bath."
"Yes, Master."
Previously, when Liszt returned to Flower Town, he did not even enter the castle, but went directly to the dog prison to visit Stupidwoman and the Flyingdust pup in her belly.
The town officials who were notified quickly came.
After the polite greetings, they began to report their work. It turned out that even without Liszt's personal supervision, the development of Flower Town was still running.
Wastelands were being reclaimed every day, not only in Thorns Ridge, but also in the wastelands of the settlements. The bone tools of the bonesmith shop were produced every day and distributed to the serfs, making the serfs eager for this year's farming and eager to take over a few acres of wastelands.
Stones were mined every day. Complete large stones, after simple polishing, were stacked in one place. These stones would be used in the construction of major projects in the future, such as Liszt's new castle on Black Horse Island. Small stones were broken into stones and used for paving roads.
The Knight's Square had been built, and the children had a warm training place. The two bathhouses had become the Flower Town's signature. Even the aristocrats of the North Valley City had come a few times just to take a bath in the hot spring-like baths. The icehouse had begun to store ice cubes, and was currently filled to the brim.
In short, today's Flower Town was peaceful.
This made Liszt very pleased. The territory was on the right track, and his team of officials was gradually taking shape. However, there was also a sense of loss. It turned out that things could not run without him. From the beginning of the celebration banquet to the celebration of the New Year on Red Crab Island, Flower Town had not been in chaos for about half a month without his hosting.
"Should I sigh that I don't have to do it myself, or should I sigh that I only need to be strategic?"
In any case, this was a good thing. The Lord enjoyed and his men ran errands. This was the mainstream rhythm of daily life. Of course, there were still many things he needed to care about. The most important thing was that the smoke missions could not be stopped. This was the biggest help to his dragon riding.
"Consultant Gort, have the ingredients for the ice and snow flame mushrooms been successfully developed?"
"It is close to success. Several serfs have successfully planted ice and snow flame mushrooms in their own greenhouses, but the output is unstable and the growth effect is still poor."
"Let them continue to work hard."
"Yes, my lord."
"The planting of ordinary flame mushrooms cannot be delayed. By the way, has Mr. Elkson been here?"
"He came once and heard that you went to Longtaro Castle to celebrate the New Year. He just took a bath in the public bathroom and went back."
"Contact him and ask him to come as soon as possible." Liszt said. The flame mushroom magic potion in his hand was about to run out, and he needed Elkson to make a new batch. There were also fast-growing magic thorns that had been harvested and sealed in the castle warehouse, which could also be made into magic potions for use.
Since the construction of the town did not require him to do it himself, he would use his free time to practice.
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